What a gift that you had any time at all with a father that acknowledged the importance of feelings. I’m so sorry for the loss of your father, but so happy that you had this time of truth and vulnerability before he died. Happiness is the enemy because finally, you have something to lose. Once upon a time there was a girl loved succulents poster. I think I heard that in a movie. Don’t remember which one. Just when people get so close, the possibility of losing them gets so real. Thank you all for the genuine outpouring of love to this story. As I’m navigating this vast ocean of grief, it is comforting to know there are others in my boat. Thank you Brandon, for everything. ut Dad was beginning to understand that emotions aren’t just an inconvenience that get in the way of truth. They have a life of their own.
Once upon a time there was a girl loved succulents poster
They’re part of the fullness of life. They’re what make us different than spiders. So sorry for your loss! You look so much like your father. And from these few pictures, you can sense his love for you, even if it may not have been said out loud often enough. Once upon a time there was a girl loved succulents poster. My father was the same way. He was researcher/professor with a PhD and always in his lab, not much at home. He never said he loved me for the first 55 years of his life. But he showed it through his actions. Christmas was big for him. When I was younger, if it snowed on Christmas Eve he’d going on the roof and somehow make reindeer footprint and show them to me on Christmas morning.